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Chapter 310: Sorry, Brother Didn’t Protect You

[Wait, then isn’t this basically a dog biting another dog?]

[This drama is really hilarious. If drama was food, I’d be full by now.]

[Is there any more drama? If there is, I’m still willing to hear more. Please continue!]

Mo Shiyun had never thought that Ms. Qian’s chat logs would be posted on the Internet. In those chat logs, Ms. Qian had used her connections to help Mo Shiyun get to the audition.

Typically, this wouldn’t be considered a serious matter.

Relying on connections to get a role was a common occurrence in the entertainment industry.

However, in the past few hours, everyone had been paying attention to this matter. And thus, Mo Shiyun had become a point of criticism.

After seeing the news, Ms. Qian wasn’t upset at all. Instead, she sent a message to Mo Shiyun. She told Mo Shiyun to not take the matter personally. These things were quite common in the entertainment industry. If you wanted to have a footing in the industry, you had to not be too concerned about such things.

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After school, Jian Yunmo saw Jian Yiling head to a tree in the courtyard. He didn’t know what she was doing. However, she appeared to be busy with something.

And thus, Jian Yunmo decided to walk towards her.

When he got closer, he saw Jian Yiling digging out an iron box that was buried under the tree.

The rusty box was stained with dirt. However, as soon as they saw the box, both the siblings’ expressions changed.

Jian Yiling’s heart trembled as she looked at the box in front of her.

There really was a box...

So her dream was not a mere dream then?

This realization made Jian Yiling feel dumbfounded.

Jian Yunmo was also looking at the iron box. It seemed as if his gaze had passed through the iron box to go back to the day he and his sister had buried it together.

His sister had read somewhere that she wanted to make a time capsule. And thus, she had dragged him along to bury it for her.

And thus, they had buried the box below this tree in the Old Jian Residence.

If he were to think about it, approximately ten years had passed since then.

Jian Yiling turned around and looked at Jian Yunmo.

After a moment of silence, Jian Yiling sat down with the box in her arms against the trunk of the tree.

After a pause of a few seconds, Jian Yunmo also sat down next to Jian Yiling.

Jian Yiling opened the box and saw all sorts of small objects in the box.

Jian Yiling took the objects out, one by one, and looked at them.

Jian Yunmo sat next to her and watched her silently.

The items in the time capsule stirred up his memories. The memories inflicted a stab of pain in Jian Yunmo’s heart.

Back then, their sister had been so lively. So sweet and so innocent.

But now, she had become a thoughtful and clever child. However, she was also silent and distant.

“Yiling, I’m sorry.”

Jian Yiling turned her head to look at him.

Jian Yunmo didn’t wait for Jian Yiling to reply to him. He continued to speak: “I wasn’t there for you. I let you face all the accusations and abuse by yourself. As your older brother, I didn’t protect you when you were hurt. I didn’t shield you from the wind and the rain when you were most helpless. I failed to be a good brother.”

“I don’t blame you,” Jian Yiling replied.

“I should have been there for you. I should have cared for you more.”

“You’re ill.”

Psychological illnesses were also real illnesses. They were difficult to control.

Ahhh... So she knew. Jian Yunmo paused for a while before he gazed into Jian Yiling’s eyes. Sour yet warm emotions welled up in his heart.

“Are you scared?” Jian Yunmo asked. There was a hint of nervousness in Jian Yunmo’s voice.

“I’m not scared.”

She wasn’t scared of him? He thought that he would scare her and ruin the image of himself that she had in her mind.

Then, Jian Yiling added: “You’re doing well right now. You won’t hurt me.”

Jian Yunmo smiled warmly.

The words ‘I’m not scared’ was a ray of sunlight that shone into his heart.

He slowly leaned back against the tree trunk behind him. The temperature in his eyes gradually warmed up.

“Yiling, I will take my medication. I’ll get better as soon as possible.”

Jian Yunmo vowed to Jian Yiling.